the Field of Blood... Though this day we may die, Our legend shall live forever. [ALTARUS:] And the armies met upon the Field of Blood which stretched
bows, (through their armoured ranks we shall) carve a path with steel, a blood-drenched swath! And the thirst of the earth shall be slaked with blood
dat naw right. Mi say mi bun it an pass it on da right Mi say dem come in and dem lookin pon di dread Dem say"Hey natty dread locks, a where you come
by a trail of thorns. I prowled, I prowled for vapid avenue. slurring every word I wished I said. Stranded, a nocturnal hell hole. I have a dread of becoming
I still owe some dread on this hide. My skin cries. My blood sighs. And I still owe some dread on this hide of mine. My spirit flies. My blood sighs
An eerie cold takes hold of my soul, perverting my will, will demanding a kill. Your blood shall be shed, my steel you will dread. Insanity reigns as
to me if I'm to dread 'Tis up to me if I'm to love you 'Tis up to me if I'm to dread
you forever, eh! (forever, forever) So if a fire make it burn (make it burn, make it burn) And if a blood make ya run (make ya run, run, run), Rasta de
have no motive, I wrote a shit I seen on the street now y'all fiend for the beat like a crackhead but this black dread don't sell drugs although I dwell
's supposed to be....check it out now. I ain't goin' out, man that short shit is dead, have you heard what I said? If not, ask the dread. He got a can
Mac in the backpack, fulla that crack sack Gettin' it off (Better have my muthafuckin money) Bitch where my siccmade 'til I die shit, nobody saw So I was able ta wipe the blood
for long conversation No pre-animation, no nuts, no glory, no witness, no story Makin' derogatory statements with my stainless Slugs with names signed in blood
sacrifice to the Gods of iron Everybody is joining the mass The blinded multitude is screaming The defenseless victim is killed Pools of blood are screaming
you with that shit for the head With nough shit just like the Lox and the dread Me and my niggas we be breaking this bread With all the blood that we
Easily hidden, I'm never gettin' fuckin' caught fool Lucky Chuckie Trust me in your house and watch You'll go into shock, chokin' on your blood clot
like, you're betraying yourself The urge creeping right under your skin This miry deception, it crazes you Crestfallen, you are losing your way Your blood
Suffer Arrogance Reasserts itself Bigilance Obstacles enhanced by way of imptence Shed thine Vociferous The subtle complex My most suppressed dread defects